#i feel like im reacting Really strongly to this

[ganondoodle]

as much as i dont like to be a constant negative voice here but man, it really is apparent that i have never actually and fully hated a piece of media before in the way i hate totk

i know know i talked about it alot but it feels almost weird to really have such a visceral hatred for something like this (and hopefully proof that i am not a guy that just hates everything or something, i dont love many things either (as in really really interested, thinking about it, writing things or drawing, possibly hyperfixation way, i do like things but thats more neutrally? idk how my brain works) but towards the vast majority of media and games i just feel neutral or a personal dislike for that just means im not gonna engage with it and nothing more)

and im now saying this bc i didnt expect that id react this strongly to seeing those weird new ... notes? or text stuff from totk (and even botw???) since the switch 2 released- maybe its a bit bc i was kinda surprised by it but boi i do NOT want to read anything of it, even if it gave me more stuff to be annoying about, its like scrolling past extremely smelly dog poo to me- and what may be the strangest thing is that .. that also goes for botw (which i used to love so so deeply)

i guess i myself missjudged just how much totk has really soured everything zelda for me, even if those notes say 'interesting' things i just .. cant take it seriously anymore, they were glued on afterwards, maybe its gonna try and fill any of the massive, continent wide gaps between the two games to try and artificially connect them after the fact, perhaps just some guys trying to think of what a character could say about a place with no real meaning to it, i dont know and i dont want to ................. everything feels insincere now, corporate.

(it feels like zelda too is turning from my beloved hyperfixation into something i dont want to engage with ever again, like its happend before, with other media, and i hated it happend, and now its happening again, i would lie if i said this isnt very distressing to me bc it is, even if it may look stupid, im feeling the best and happiest when i have something to latch onto like this, with this passion and care to work with the media- but it happens by chance, i dont control it, and losing it is really reminding me i am in fact very depressed with nothing to distract me anymore now. ... plus, this zelda hyperfixation felt like the longest running, most passionate, i ever had.)

[katiefratie]

Why would hidden barn and town not come up before we jump to killing horses and eating them, if that wasn't going to be necessary why bring it up!

[mihai-florescu]

I dont think my therapist realises how special my special interest is

[andthen-light]

okay girls im going to be a little hashtag critical here but i have been ruminating LONG ENOUGH and i really really do not like that scene in the graphic novel murder on the rockport limited where lucretia recognized the umbrastaff. i understand what they were trying to do and i understand you have to change things for the medium but its kind of a disservice to both lucretia and taakos characters imo. lucretia works so hard to keep the boys from questioning things like why would she have a reaction like that. like they couldve alluded to her recognizing it but a scene like that is so in your face and it takes power away from the scene in crystal kingdom where red robe barry recognizes it. and wrt taakos character like. hes never Particularly trustful of lucretia like on a personal level but overall he trusts the bureau and lucretia until reunion tour. adding in a scene like that at that point in the story makes no sense like u cannot convince me taako would not start questioning what the directors really up to and why she had such a personal reaction.

[llumimoon]

Agree with you forever about hermie death your tags on that post are correct 10/10

WAUGH THANK YOU !! I've had like so many thoughts abt this. It's just really unfortunate !!!

[randomreadingtimewithtsuki]

HIIIIII AS PROMISED IM BACK FOR THIRDS!!!

Our dear wise generals (+ tsukasa and Hyoga) with reader being their s/o.

How do you think they’d react to finally finding reader’s statue after the stone war fight only to realize a part of the statue is missing and they can’t find it?

🤭

Hello! Thank you for requesting and waiting!

I hope this is of your liking, please let me know what you think!

It was not proff read, so be aware of bad grammar and grammar mistakes.. sorry :c

TW: Mentions of blood and missing body parts.

Tsuki's Note: I made them short because it is a lot of characters... sorry..

Tsuki's note 2: I also removed Chrome, because... timeline wise it doesn't make sense. so... sorry chrome fans... I did keep Ryusui because he is from the modern world and we can squeeze something there.

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Senku

When he found he was lowkey relieved.

He called Gorilla team to help dig you out.

Also asked Yuzuriha to start making some clothes for you.

When they were done digging, Taiju screamed very loudly.

Which called Senku's attention.

When the boy noticed you were missing your right foot his heart sank.

But his expression didn't change, he smiled and told the team " What? the only thing we need to do is look for the foot. No need to panic"

And so, they looked for your foot.

After a few days of searching, Gen questioned Senku " What if they never found your foot? Would you remain as a statue?"

Senku had thought about it. Even though he did want to see you and talk to you again, he didn't know what would happen if you were revived without your foot.

Would it bleed? Would be fully healed? If not, how would he keep you away from infections? What about your mobility?

So Senku decided to not revive you until they either found your foot or he had the means to make your life better without one.

If your foot was not found, he would start to think of ways to make you comfortable asap. Would probably experiement a bit with animals to see how the healing process of a missing body parts works.

Ukyo

He was so happy to find you!!!

Ukyo couldn't wait to hear your voice again. To hear you calling his name.

He asked for help to dig you up.

At the very first few moments, everyone noticed you were missing your left hand.

But the team remained positive! It was quite possible your hand was somewhere around here!

So, Ukyo and the Gorilla Team tried to find your hand, to no avail.

Ukyo felt great sorrow and guilt. How come? It wasn't fair you were missing a piece. Why you and not him?

Senku asked him what he wanted to do. There was no guarantee how your arm would heal. and life without a hand is tough.

Ukyo pondered a lot about it. He took into consideration how you would feel being left petrified or to live without a hand.

He didn't want to experiment on animals to see what would happen.

Finally, he decided to wait until the kingdom of science had enough medical supplies to support you.

He was more than willing to help you leave with just one hand for the rest of yours and his days.

Gen

Gen never let out a huge relief sign like now.

He was so glad to have found you!!

He asked the Gorilla team help to dig you up.

When they finally removed all the dirty around you and lifted your statue, they notice you were missing your right foot.

At first, Gen thought Taiju pulled you too strongly, thus, making your foot break.

But soon enough, they found out that wasn't the case. Your foot was not around you.

So the search began.

Gen's head went a mile per hour thinking where it could be.

To him, there was no way you could be brought back to life missing a limb. Nope.

He was terrified that you would contract some infecction or would be miserable.

When he realized you foot was no where to be found, he broke down.

Despite being comforted by Yuzuriha and the others, Gen still felt really bad for you. For how unfair this was.

He ultimately decided to only revive when they were sure what would happen and had the means to give you a comfortable life.

This meant he asked Senku to experiment on some animals to see what would happen.

Ryusui

It was the happiest day of his life.

There you were, pretty as always.

Ryusui didn't waste a second to hire ask for help to dig you out!

But as soon as the team began digging you, Ryusui noticed something.

You were missing your right elbow bellow.

He demanded everyone to stop and went to inspection you closely with Francois.

Ryusui asked everyone to continue digging with caution - your arm could be, no, it was near by!

Alas, no one found your arm.

The happiest day, quickly became the most frustrating one.

But he didn't gave up on looking for you arm, no!

Ryusui did everything he could, but... to no avail.

The man sat down to think for a bit. Was it worth it reviving you now, like this?

He wasn't angry at the situation, just sad. There was nothing he could do for now to fix your your arm.

But he also didn't felt safe reviving you now.

Because of the amount of people he hired asked for help was huge, Senku urged him to decide on something - they man power to something else.

Ryusui, decide to not revive you now and ask some villagers to keep looking for your arm.

He was decided he was going to revive you when it was safe - so he asked Senku to experiement around with animals - and had the means to give you a great life.

He would have money for it anyway, but... He needed to guarantee your safety first.

Tsukasa

Finding his sister and you in a few days was a blessing.

Tsukasa started to dig you out of the place where you were petrified very gently.

When he was almost done, he noticed you were missing your left knee and bellow.

His heart sank. But he didn't gave up on finding it, it should be around here!

Eventually Tsukasa asked Senku's kingdom science's help.

A few days of looking went by and he couldn't find your leg.

Tsukasa didn't show it, but he was sad and feeling guilt.

He couldn't help but think about the statues he broke, so this is how their family feels like, huh?

He was also feeling guilty for being healthy while you were missing a piece. How would you survive in this stone world like this?

How would your injury heal? How good your life would be?

Eventually he had to take a decision. Tsukasa decided to not revive you until either your leg was found or there was enough medical support for you.

Tsukasa was willing to carry you around and take for you forever. But first, he needed to make sure you would be healthy, not just physically but mentally too.

He asked Senku if he had experimented on animals to know what would happen.

When the boy replied with " more or less" and proceeded to explain what would happen and what could happen.

Tsukasa asked Senku to, please, continue on experimenting and to build things to bring you confort.

Hyoga

He was very excited to see you again, despite his deadpan face saying otherwise.

He was truly glad to see you.

Hyoga started digging you up and when he was half away through he noticed you were missing a few fingers.

He looked around the area, digged and he couldn't find your fingers.

Homura tried to help him too! But nothing came of it.

Hyoga was scared to revive you like this. He didn't know what would happen.

What if you caught an infecction? How could it be treated? It couldn't.

He debated for a long time whether or not he should ask Senku and Tsukasa's help.

He ultimately decided to not ask for help, he couldn't.

Even if it was for you. Because what if, what if, they use you against him? How would you live and adapr without your fingers? With him not being there?

At least for now, you were safe.

Hyoga would only ask for their help, they needed his. he used it as a trade.

To some it may be cold hearted, but to him, it was a way to guarantee your safety.

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Thank you for reading!

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[princeoftheeternalbog]

Heavily craving fairytail content atm :/ hoping there's still some people who will enjoy these.

Also im going to say that for my x reader writing, none of the canonical feelings or pairings will be represented. I don't agree with infidelity and I won't write it. I also just really don't like the idea of writing unrequited love using my fav characters😞

I need to stop writing so many personal notes in my work but some characters just make me feel so feral that i need a breather ANYWAY

How fairytail characters flirt with you and how they react to being flirted with.

Natsu

When he flirts hes very forward and honest. He's not exactly trying to flirt but his compliments and his actions are all so very earnest. Does all sorts of crazy things just to make you happy and it makes your heart flutter. Will confidently state his interest in you if asked- "Uh yeah? Did I not make that obvious?"

If you're flirting then he can get flustered quite quickly. It's a bit surprising considering his personality but everything about you makes his head spin already, you flirting just makes him feel 10x worse. Reacts especially strongly to subtle flirting, innuedos and stuff, it has him flushing crimson as his brain tries to figure out whether you meant it like that-

Gray

His flirting is smooth and very teasing. Likes that sort of bitey flirting/play fighting, especially loves winning because then he gets to see your pretty flustered demeanour. Backs off quickly though because he doesn't want to make you upset or uncomfortable :(. He loves throwing in slick little comments when nobody is listening and watching your mouth drop in surprise.

You can't keep up with his teasing to be honest, but his weakpoint is sincerity. If you say something sweet and genuine directly to his face then you'll get to see him stutter as his cheeks go a splotchy pink. Interestingly, his blush travels down his chest too.

Loke/Leo

...do i even need to write here?

Smooth, confident, never gives you a reprieve from his sweet words. He's not pushy of course, but if he can tell that you like him then you're done for, he just won't let up. He simply refuses to have wasted time when he likes you so much and if you won't admit it then he's going to try and coax it out of you.

If you try to flirt back it makes him worse I'm sorry. Literally the second the sentence is out of your mouth he's in your space, "Oh? How cute. You even managed to make my heart skip a beat" as he places your hand directly on his chest. He has no shame so if you're going to flirt, do it in private.

Lyon

Calculated flirting. He tries different approaches and notices what ones you react to best and combines them so he can use it against you. But he's always touching you, no matter what he's saying or how he's saying it. A hand on the small of your back when walking, thigh to thigh when you sit next to each other, he's just constantly touching you.

He's obsessed when you flirt back. Makes him blush but also makes him feel really confident, the tips of his ears will be practically glowing but he's replying with the most out of pocket shit you've ever heard.

[nr1chaedickrider]

i want to tear that laugh from her face

angst, violence, smoking, enemies to ???

“i heard they hate each other,” the blond haired girl tells the red haired one that's sitting right next to her with a drink in her hand.

“really?” she asks her friend, looking in front of her, just a few metres away (they got front row tickets for a reason).

“why do they? what happened?”

her friend doesn't answer her question, watching the fight in silence.

momo's fist hits your face quickly, you're not able to react, falling to the floor because of the hard punch.

the world in front of your eyes is blurry and dizzy, are you going to pass out?

you don't know if the ringing comes from your head or the “referee” (which actually is just some random guy) that blew the whistle, signalizing that the game is over, announcing the winner -

hirai momo.

suddenly everything is black, and when you open your eyes again, you realize that you're backstage, laying on an old couch.

your head hurts as you sit up, your finger traces along your lips and feels multiple cuts on it.

“need vaseline?” a voice asks you, and when you look up, you see her.

hirai momo.

“im good” you answer. standing up and walking to your locker to get your stuff and leave this place as quickly as possible.

she doesn't reply to your cold answer or your pissed off tone, instead she walks up to her girlfriend (that's what you think she is, but knowing momo it could be some talking stage or a situationship that hasn't fully made it to the relationship stage) and kisses her, both of them giggling like stupid idiots.

just hearing it drives you crazy, you ask yourself if she's doing it on purpose, if she wants you to feel like this.

you grip the metal door of the locker tightly, slamming it shut and walking out the back door to your motorcycle.

it's raining and cold, your jacket too thin and your emotions overwhelmed.

you don't know if it's because of the fight you lost, or if it's because of momo's behavior.

“mad that you lost?” she teases behind your back.

you turn around, looking at her as her beautiful black hair gets soaked in the rain.

you don't know what to reply, anger taking over your body.

you walk up to her, punching her in the face as she falls against the wall behind her and holds her nose in pain.

for a quick second your mouth opens to say something, your brain thinking about apologizing - for saying something that isn't an insult, something that comes deeply from your heart.

but you stop yourself, instead you close your mouth and don't look at her in her stupidly pretty eyes.

you get on top of the seat and drive away without looking back to momo, leaving her alone.

-

“rumors are spreading about you two” the red haired, older girl tells you as she watches you tie the boxing tape around your fingers and hands.

“what do you mean?” you ask her, still focused on your hands.

“i mean that people think you guys have some kind of back story”

“people think you hate each other y/n”

you look up to her, her gaze meeting yours.

“well seems like the rumors are right, jihyo” you reply, standing up and walking to the punching bag so you can train for the next fight.

jihyo doesn't leave you, she walks next to you and watches how you start hitting the bag strongly.

“you don't hate her” she says, making you stop because of her statement.

“what do you know about what i feel for her?” you spit back, slightly pissed off, but you try to act like you're completely normal as you start punching the bag again.

“it's in your eyes when you two fight”

“you can't hate her, even if you want to.” she replies.

you punch the bag in front of you with enough force that it almost hits jihyo’s face, scaring her.

she's quiet, looking at you in silence.

“i'll be back” you say, walking out of the building so you can be alone.

the bench is made out of old, almost broken wood, but still comfortable enough to sit on.

you pull out a cigarette and your lighter, lighting the other end as you take a drag of it, exhaling it slowly out of your nose.

the air is cold, again. just like that night when you punched momo.

you stare down on the floor.

is it really that obvious?

stupid rumors, spreading like they did in high school.

‘they hate each other’

rumors, or the truth?

‘it's in your eyes’

the truth?

instead of continuing to smoke and finishing your cigarette, you put it out on the bench and walk back inside.

-

“why am i fighting against her again?” you ask jihyo, your head in your hand as you rub your forehead.

“she requested it”

what?

“she paid for it even”

“paid for it?” you look up to her as she's standing in front of you.

she just nods.

you don't say anything, instead, you just walk to the ring, everyone already waiting.

including momo.

the referee starts the match, giving you two space so you can fight.

you don't wait for her to make the first move and run right up to her to hit her in her stomach, then in her face.

she's able to block the punch that was supposed to hit her face, pushing you away and hitting your shoulder as you fall against the edge of the ring.

you both look at each other, people from outside cheering on either her or you.

for a moment it felt like those cheers and loud noises were blocked and silenced.

for a moment it was only you and her.

you're too slow.

she uses your distraction and hits you in your stomach, pretty hard.

you fall to your knees (you think you can even hear jihyo getting too much into it as she's screaming for you to get up as if she had set a bet on you to win) and momo as well as the referee wait for you to get up.

you know you have it in yourself. you could get up. you could continue to fight, and maybe even win it. you're not that weak.

but you can't, looking to jihyo and then up to momo, then lastly to the referee who’s waiting for a reaction from you.

you shake your head.

and just like last time, he announces momo as the winner.

you walk out teary eyed.

and when you're out, again, it's cold - again.

but your moment of silence is interrupted, again.

what is it with her and the number three?

in the same second she closes the door behind herself, you run up to her and push her against it, hands on her neck.

"i should've killed you in there”

“but you didn't”

you look in her eyes, then at your hands that are gripping her tightly.

you would probably have made a stupid joke and asked her if she's into it months ago.

you let go, letting her breath as you walk away and sit on top of the cold stones (which everyone usually used for their smoke breaks).

momo watches you and decides to sit next to you.

not too close, not too far away.

she hands you your lighter.

“you forgot it inside” is the only thing she says.

you just take it, without thanking her as you look down at the lighter.

“you know,” you start speaking, voice so quiet it's almost impossible to hear. the tone as if you'd be afraid anyone could hear (which is also impossible).

“i thought i would burn this city down if i saw you with anybody else,” you play around with your lighter, realizing that it's empty and doesn't work anymore.

“but when i saw you holding her hand..”

“i couldn't even light a match”

she looks at you, you can feel it. but you're too scared to look her in the eyes.

“they say we hate each other”

“you're losing on purpose against me, aren't you?” she breaks her silence.

you look at her for the first time without touching her, without insulting her or hurting her.

you sigh a little.

“im too weak”

“mentally, not physically” you reply.

momo doesn't know if that answers her question.

so instead of speaking again, she just quietly sits next to you.

she knows one of them has to leave this place at some time, but she'd rather not think about it.

[min1check]

Leto! Joker x Side Chick! Reader part 2

1033 words dw im writing the smut part and again barely proofread so im sorry if u find mistakes

pt 1

description: you work at one of joker’s clubs and he begins to take interest in you… pt 2

I got my window fixed and a new bowl thankfully. If it was just me living there at the apartment I wouldn’t care about the bowl but I was preparing for my family to come and live with me. 

But for some reason I began looking for Mr. J more and more. But he stopped coming to the club. I didn’t know why. Maybe he got tired of me?

Actually I’m stupid. That’s a good thing. He cheated on Harley…

…with me. 

That goes against all and every girl code out there. What am I doing with my life? I need to focus on school and work. 

The night I got home was when I started receiving gifts from him. Sometimes it was flowers, sometimes it was cash, sometimes it was even food. Every night I felt guilty. 

One day, Joker finally showed up to the club, with Harley. The feeling I felt so strongly in my heart was guilt. (And jealousy but i’ll never admit that) 

I placed down the drinks they usually ordered. 

“Sorry hun! Puddin wants to try something different today.” Harley spoke to me. 

I smiled back. 

“What would Mr. and Mrs. J want today?” I smiled. 

“Hmm… Doll what should I get today?” He turned to Harley.

I froze up at the nickname. I should’ve known that nickname wasn’t just for me. It was mad fucking embarrassing. It didn’t just feel embarrassing it made me feel disgusting and fucking nasty. 

I could feel my face getting red from anger and embarrassment. 

It looked like Mr. J could sense how I felt as he had the same grin on his face. It made me realize that being with him was dangerous for my mind and body. Yet there was something about him that was unexplainably alluring. 

“Oooo~ I really liked the green thing we had last time!” Harley smiled ever so sweetly. 

I went back to reality. 

“We’ll have the absinthe.” The Joker looked at me up and down with a grin. 

I’m a fool. 

“Yes I’ll get that for you right away.” I smiled and walked off. 

I’m so fucking stupid. 

“Wow, that was fast, Miss Waiter!” Harley exclaimed. 

“Thank you Mrs. J.” I tried my best to sound like I was laughing genuinely. 

Joker just grinned at me like usual. 

I couldn’t tell you about what I remembered about my shift except for that part. I got home quickly that night. On my table was a note with an address

written. 

I quickly gathered all the random presents Joker left for me and put it in a box neatly. 

It wasn’t right of me to let myself be a mistress. I needed to stop this. I couldn’t let myself catch even bigger feelings either. Why was I jealous of Harley even though he was already hers? It’s not right of me to think of such a thing. I’m not about to be a homewrecker. 

But what if he reacted badly to me saying no? He’s literally batshit crazy. He wouldn't hesitate to blow my head off. I still have a lot of things to live for. Maybe I should just stay home. 

But if he gave me this note tonight then he wants me to come tonight. Right?

So what if I had a slight smile currently? He’s hot and i like being wanted, that's all. 

I googled how far the address was and it was actually pretty close. I quickly arrived at the address. I knocked on the door and was met with a shirtless Joker. 

I touched my mouth to make sure I wasn’t drooling. 

“Hi I’m sorry but I can’t accept this Mr. J.” I said quietly while trying to avoid looking at his man tities and his ripped ass chest. 

There was no grin on his face but more like a scowl. It shook me to my very core. I was too used to his devilish grin. (It was kinda hot though…) 

“Doll you’re breaking my heart! Those gifts were just for you!” His usual grin appeared on his face again. It 

His use of the same pet name for Harley and me was repulsive. Yet it made my heart twist and turn. 

“Give these gifts to your actual girlfriend Mr.

J. I don’t want to disturb your relationship and I need to focus on school and work.” I couldn’t bear to look at him so I focused my attention on the ground. 

He put the box of gifts I held in my hands down on the floor. 

“Aww~ Are you jealous Princess? Harley is my girlfriend, yes. But you’re the only one that’s in this smalllll tinyyyy heart.” He put my hand onto his chest. 

Would he kill me if I squeezed it a bit? 

“…” I didn’t want to retort back and get my head blown off. But this whole thing we had was morally wrong. And I knew if I fell in even more love with him I could never escape those feelings. I don’t want to die. 

“Mr. J we can’t- I can’t do this. You already have a girlfriend and I need to focus on-“ 

I was cut off by him shushing me with his finger. 

“You can’t but I definitely can. Who said anyone needed to know about us, Doll?” He held me in his arms. 

“But Mr. J…” I was conflicted. 

My life or him? 

“C’mon Princess~ be with me. I’ll make sure you never worry again.” He said like he knew exactly what I was thinking. 

He kissed me…

And I kissed back. 

He’s probably done this to so many other girls but my body, heart, and mind couldn’t escape him. 

Maybe a few more days wouldn’t hurt. 

I spent the night with him. When I woke up he had already left. There was a note left next to me with his number on it. 

I felt lonely. 

My knees literally buckled with every step I took. It was really bad. I thought I was gonna fall multiple times. Thankfully I was able to get into my apartment and I slept for a little longer. Yet it felt cold without the warmth of Mr. J. 

[nimbusghoul]

The Nice Soap-Viktor x Bimbo!Reader

Pairing:Viktor x Reader

Type: Fluff TO smut for the entirety

Fandom:Arcane/LoL(more Arcane Vik than LoL Vik, let me have my twink, okay?)

WC:1337 This is just a sneak peek, if you want more, I'll continue to provide, Don't hate me!

Viktor was never one to catch feelings easily, but when you came into his life from being a good friend of Jayce, he began to feel something new.

When Jayce introduced you to him, he didn’t know how to react to your bubbly air headed nature, it was new. Sure, Jayce is charismatic, but he didn’t shine as bright as you did, you could light up the whole room with a personality like that.

Maybe you weren’t the smartest, but you were an amazing listener, and things didn’t seem to get to you very often. Usually just in one ear and out the other, but when you were interested, your body language changed, anyone could tell you were paying attention, even if you usually didn’t fully understand.

You’d turn yourself towards him and lean in again or prop your elbows on the table and put your chin in your hands, kicking your feet a bit, and it was when you would ask most of the questions.

“What’s that?”

“What, a Hex Core?”

“Mhm! I dunno what that is, Sorry.”

“No need to apologize, I understand not everyone has the same knowledge. Ehh, a Hex Core is an adaptive rune matrix with Hextech in the middle…the potential for ultimate advancements in technology!”

“ohhh!… what?? I dunno what that stuff is either, i mean, i know what runes are but…what’s…all the other stuff??”

Viktor took a minute, how would he explain this without making you feel like you had less and less knowledge? He would never want to hurt your feelings, you were too pretty to be sad.

“Hextech uses magic to create artifacts, it’s made up of a special crystal. It can do all kinds of things, not just for me and the hexcore is full of hextech, which means it has all kinds of that magic.”

“Sounds like a lot of math, which i’m not good at. I think I’ll stick to less complex things and let you handle all of that genius people stuff”

You were really the only person who could distract him from his work. He had completely forgotten about the papers in front of him, his focus was on you, even if the papers were the thing you asked about. He realized he doesn’t ever really ask any questions that he had for you

“May I ask you an…odd question?”

“hm, of course! just make sure it’s not too complicated of a question? really big words get me all confused…”

“Of course of course. Those nails of yours, are they real? like, your actual nail? they’re quite long.”

“What? god no, these are made with powder polymethylmethacrylate and a monomer liquid!”

You turned over you hand and tapped on the underside of your nails, Viktor was a little shocked from that long word you managed to string out describing the acrylic powder

“So…they are plastic?”

“Nope! You gotta put the liquid with a bit of the monomer and then put it on top of a guide, sometimes plastic? but I like to use my silicone one because it peels better, and thennn you put the whole thing under UV light for it to harden and they’re so much better than fake plastic nails! fake nails that are plastic feel so icky and come off WAYYY too easy. plus nail glue can fuck up your skin soooo bad!”

“ah, i see, so you know a lot about this topic?”

“Of course! if i’m gonna look pretty I have to be healthy and to be healthy i have to know what Im doing to my body! That’s why I like hate cOsMeTiC sUrGuRiEs cause like everyone is beautiful in their own way and the fact that people think they have to pay to be beautiful is really disgusting! everyone was made to grow differently, just because you don’t look like your neighbor or your pretty classmate doesn’t mean you aren’t pretty or attractive or perfect! But like Botox for headaches is fine, it helps with migraines!”

“I see you feel very strongly about these things, Is there a reason why? Perhaps a connection to memories in which it makes you upset about this topic?”

“Well…I just want everyone to be happy, you know? and if you hate yourself because you don’t look like everyone else…that’s not happy. The only thing that’s truly ugly or unattractive is the way we treat some people, and the awful things we say and do. Ugly doesn’t exist *on* people, it exists *in* people.”

You turned to Viktor after finishing a sentence, a small smile, the first real one you’ve seen, but you decided not to say anything, having an internal celebration instead of external. Celebratory of small victories(or should i say Viktories, okay yeah i’ll see myself out sorry), it was rare to see Viktor smile from what Jayce has told you.

“You are very different from me, and yet i enjoy the company you provide, it’s quite odd, with how different our knowledge is you’d think I would be annoyed with all your questions, but you also have knowledge I don’t. I do not look into what I wear or the lotions, soaps and sanitizers I put on my hands-”

You were quick to accidentally cut him off, suddenly remembering why you came to the lab in the first place, even when it slipped out on the way from your home to the lab.

“OHMYGOODNESS!! I tOTALLY forgot about that! Sorry, I didn’t mean to cut you off, but I wanted to say I got you some new soap because i was reading the ingredients and yours contained formaldehyde!! that’s probably why your hands are always so dry, that is so bad for your skin! I also got you some lotion because they’re so dry from that awful soap…”

You quickly dug through your purse, pulling out a large bottle of moisturizing hand soap and some hand lotion with aloe, quickly placing them on the desk

“I literally went to the market at like 8 this morning because I knew that’s when they first set up so like they weren’t all gone when I got there!”

“You did this for me?”

“pshhh, yeah! and i got my pet some more of those cute special treats, they only get sold like twice during the week and they’re all gone in like an hour. it’s so terrible if I can’t get my sleepy butt up in time to get some!”

“Are they truly that important?”

“Well, my pets are like…my family! they’re like my little babies and I would literally assault whoever the hell runs this universe for my babies?”

“I apologize, I was speaking about the soap.”

“Oh, oops! Yeah, I wanted to get you something nice, plus, all the really nice ones sell out so fast! Especially like when this huuuuge group of wives come through and buy like literally everything nice.”

"Group of...wives?"

"Yeah, like, you know, middle aged women who don't need so much damn soap?"

"Ah..."

he seemed to take a pause to think

"Why...for me? Why not for Jayce?" He asked, looking up at you

"What? Your hands are dry, Jayce doesn't have...all that as an issue...you know?"

He seemed surprised as he thought before laughing quietly

"How are you so sure what my hands feel like? I'm sure Jayce is very touchy...but you know, I am not."

You felt your face heat quickly

"Well, I- they sound dry! You know, when you rub your hands together and it sounds...dry, like you can't hear my hands unless I rub them together really hard!"

He chuckled softly at your embarrassment before standing

"I find it cute that you care. Thank you, Солнышко(sólnyshka)"

-CUTOFF FOR PREVIEW-

[sha-brytols]

decided to elaborate on this but ended up going on an insane completely other road of thought sorry.

this plays super heavy into the overarching theme of regret i feel. i hate how they executed solas' regrets (im not even just talking about the round table finebros teens react to solas cringe compilation) BUT! i do like the general vibe of them and how they involve him being cruel in favor of what was perceived to be a greater good. tranquilizing the titans (but notably not outright killing them?) to end the war between the dwarves and the ancient elves. creating the veil and effectively imprisoning everything in the metaphysical world to stop the evanuris. proceeding to then spend 10 full years in pursuit of his goal to tear DOWN the veil, undoubtedly resulting in mass casualties, to save the elven people and undo the stated atrocity he committed against the metaphysical beings.

solas began his story as a man who did terrible things to serve what he perceived to be the greater good. learns just how terrible that man was. and instead of changing himself, drowns in the regret of his actions and immediately does the same exact shit all over again but in reverse all because he can't move on. (disclaimer i'm speaking from the perspective the narrative is presenting to me i know it was really cringe that bioware tried to say "redemption through action rather than repentance is actually cringe" but whatever. you understand.)

trisha began her story as a gentle, idealistic young woman who strongly believed in the inherent goodness of the people she encountered, adamantly refused to do the "wrong right thing" in favor of the greater good because of the harm it would bring to others, watched what her inaction brought upon the people she supposedly saved, and—much like solas—sweltered in her own self-loathing for years and decided she could never again let her own selfish, naive ideals take priority over what needed to be done. but is it really her lack of ruthlessness that was the problem? or is it the fact she was, at the end of the day, just a kid? one who was never given a choice on her leadership but still endeavored to save everyone who could be saved at all costs. she was barely 19 years old when she went from apprentice to mage to grey warden to the hero of ferelden to commander of the grey to arlessa of amaranthine. and all on the whims of others. never her own mind. and instead of accepting circumstances were beyond her control and she never truly escaped her station as a glorified prisoner, she claws and crawls and clings to the belief that this WAS her choice and she DOES have agency even if that agency must mean she was the monster all along. i swear to god i wrote this character at LEAST a full decade before that goddamn musical you're almost definitely thinking of rn .

so where solas and trisha both swam and drowned in their regret, duncan's story is ultimately one of acceptance, but never complacency. idealism isn't inherently at odds with realism. sometimes you DO have to sacrifice the few to save the many and the choice WILL tear you up inside and that's fine. but resigning yourself into making that a part of your very identity means the sacrifices will eventually lose their weight and your soul will rot and it'll just get easier. and easier. and easier. until one day you suddenly realize that death and destruction have been following you wherever you go and somewhere along the line the world has become less vibrant, life has become less beautiful, the people you love have become less important, and the things that once made you smile are now buried, forgotten, under the weight of a thousand corpses. and somwhere. somehow. this became normal to you.

ive always hated stories where the theme is about how maintaining your humanity in the face of adversity must mean there there is never room for compromise between the two. that the only way to truly be a hero is to never have to choose between the lesser of two evils because there's always another option. because that's not always the case. its why one of my favorite dragon characters is the fucking terrorist. anders spent six years in that gas station toilet seat of a city and tried and tried and tried to find a better way and it was only when the knight commander quite literally went so mad she was completely beyond reason that he finally snapped. like even the spirit of justice lost patience for maintaining the moral high ground in the face of evil. there are times when the greater good IS the wrong right thing. but i think where anders (and i swear im not even saying this to glaze him LMAO i just like how his character plays into this specific theme) succeeded and solas failed is that while solas was acting in spite of his newfound empathy* for this world, anders was acting in service of it.

and that's ultimately what i want duncan to be, at his very core, and what i think the grey wardens as an order have lost: a man who just wants to do good by the world and its people. who will have to learn hard lessons on his journey, and who will be able to grow from that knowledge without ever losing his heart

*i know its more complicated than that please bear with me i realized i ended up writing a fucking monologue you'd hear as narration from a star wars character over the final scene of the third act in slow motion with inspirational music and i had to fucking stop before i embarrassed myself

[wackywatchdotcom]

Rewatching episode one, I noticed that when Ragatha and Jax are talking to each other about Jax having a key, Pomni flinches away from, and lifts her arms to protect her face and head, when Jax toys with the key and catches it near her.

I wonder if she is that jumpy around others normally or if it's just when she's in a stressful situation (like suddenly being trapped in the circus) what do you think?

OK. ok. you mention this. and ive never said anything about it but i have genuinely noticed this almost every time ive seen that scene. i think about it a LOT but i havent been able to figure out my thoughts on it. but i think about it genuinely a LOT...

(i went on a huge tangent abt her thats like. only sporadically related to this specific moment SORRY. it was hard to address this moment without discussing a LOT about her i feel)

for the sake of clarity in the event someone reading this is unfamiliar, what this ask is referring to is this:

with the way that she so quickly dissociates and HARD (not that most people Never experience dissociation or smth, but its the intensity of it and how quick into this situation she starts dissociating is like. it makes it seem like its smth her body and mind are Used To Doing) she REALLY gives off the feeling that she had pre-existing mental health problems (i struggle to place anything TOO specific with the limited information we have but i feel like theres definitely a few things she has going on) before she even got to the circus, and like she COULD just be a naturally jumpy person, but with the dissociation thing and general distrust towards others, it feels like her jumpiness is also related to these issues

while her being naturally nervous is sort of implied and clear (though i think the extent of it is exaggerated by the circumstances of the pilot in particular) there ARE a few other examples that stand out to me

i THINK this can largely be passed off as her just being on edge from the horror adventure, but i this is IS notable that she reacts genuinely pretty strongly to what is a relatively minor 'jumpscare.' it happens later too w kinger pressing the tape recorder

in general she seems VERY easily startled by people, and frankly it reads a lot like it stems more from people being near her than just things happening abruptly. she notably doesnt jump hard when the angel arrives- she DOES get scared, but she isnt necessarily startled. she DOES react very strongly to ghostly, but i think its notable that she seems to find his visual appearance frightening and debatably not necessarily startling, but thats not really 100%. the times she reacts the strongest have to do with people, which imo ties HARD into her not trusting people

episode 2 breaks down her distrust of people well, and i dont think its a self consciousness thing. it seems more that she just doesnt tend to find people trustworthy- if something bad was happening to her, she would sooner assume theyd let it happen rather than help her. it could be argued that its partially a guilt or projection thing with ragatha, but im not actually so sure. pomni seems to be ashamed of leaving her behind, but particularly through ep 2 she doesnt seemed Plagued With Guilt by the way she acts towards ragatha, which implies that the dream didnt have to do with her projecting that shame in a way shed assume ragatha would turn back on her, too

it instead seems to be that she doesnt trust ragatha just... in general. the 'im not a child' thing, while a legitimate problem for pomni to have with ragatha (i love ragatha, and from my place in the audience i know her concern is genuine, and that she truly wants to encourage pomni, and is trying, but from the perspective of people around ragatha, its not an unreasonable assumption that shes JUST being infantilizing and belittling), does illuminate how pomni is seeing ragathas attempts at cheering her up- that it comes from a place of seeing pomni as immature or generally unstable. that pomni is incapable of managing herself and needs to be coaxed. it implies pomni doesnt see ragathas attempts at help as genuine. combined with her dream, that ragatha would allow the worst to happen to her even when she was asking for help, makes it very clear that, even with the 'nicest' person in the circus, pomni just... doesnt really trust her

(it is worth noting that pomni DOES seem to genuinely want to help ragatha in the pilot. she DID try to find caine. but she bolts at the first opportunity. she does care about people, but when stressed, she operates on keeping herself safe first and foremost, that she needs to do anything to get out of a bad situation even if that means leaving someone behind- and with her dream, it does seem that she generally assumes other people operate similarly, or otherwise in their own best interest)

this does, of course, improve by the end of eps 2 and 3. the funeral, and ragatha offering to include her, and how the others talk about abstracted players (combined with her conversation with gummigoo, someone who she has to assure has genuine friendships with those around him despite the lack of a true reality for them to be based upon), are able to convey that oh, these people do actually care about the people around them. theyre being genuine. they arent just looking out for themselves and thats it- they care when bad things happen to each other. and theres no true reason for me to be an exception. which is ALSO why i dont think its a self consciousness thing, she seems able to reason that shes not an exception to the intents of others, so much that when she cant assure herself that others' intents hold her safety as any sort of priority as well, any trust goes out the window. she WANTS to help if she can, but esp in the pilot, as far as shes concerned, its everyone for themself when shit gets bad, including herself

ep 3, she seems more trusting of ragatha- she has neutral and positive interactions w her, rather than assuming a lack of sincerity in it. but its not just ragatha, actually, because even before her talk with him, you can see it in how she interacts with kinger as well

she initially tries to help him run, which isnt too out there- with how she genuinely DID initially try to help ragatha, it doesnt require her to go out of her way to grab him and RUN. she can run AND take him with her. she can help without putting herself in extra danger. but then she DOES go back, which is one of my favorite and imo underrated pomni moments. because THIS is what i think actually highlights an improvement in how she sees the others before her apologizing to ragatha or taking kingers hand. because she puts herself BACK into (percieved, since its not actual sure WHAT the angels intentions were her) danger in order to get kinger away too

(theres probably a case to be made that ragatha didnt seem to be in immediate danger- she was in pain, that much was clear, but kaufmo had ran away by then. but even still, pomni couldnt have known kaufmo would shift gears and start chasing her instead of ragatha that first time. and i dont know if she actually knew death wasnt possible here yet. which isnt very flattering for pomni but also people do not act in flattering ways under extreme stress, esp given a predisposition to not trusting others, which ill elaborate more on in a second here- not that pomnis abandonment was ok OR that it was like evil of her or smth. shes just a person. there is no way she was prepared to know how to act correctly in this situation, and she didnt)

theres also this

which is SUBTLE but highlights a genuine increase in trust even before their heart to heart. now that she knows the cast (save for jax, who she seems to react to the harshest, which is worth noting imo) are not acting solely in their own best interest, that they WILL consider the wellbeing of those around them including her, that their concern for one another is genuine (which is concerning that she even assumes that to begin with, which ill circle back to momentarily), she very clearly has way more faith in them and the idea that she should stick around the others for safety

and of course, ive said it before, but her taking kingers hand has little to do with her enjoying holding hands. its her knowing that, if kingers wrong, this is going to end very, very badly. if holding their breath isnt the solution theyre BOTH going to get possessed, and who knows how theyd get out of that situation. but she decides in that moment that her trust in the others isnt ONLY about looking out for them and believing that theyre sincere in their concern for her. but that she is willing to let the others put her at a potential massive risk. getting possessed was a blatantly immediately traumatic experience- and she lets kinger put her at risk of it happening again. THATS why she holds his hand, at least symbolically. she doesnt like contact. but she can brave something that she doesnt like, she can let him lead her into and through something potentially horrific, because shes deciding to trust him and the others, that theyre not just people she can interact with without fear of ill intentions, but that theyre people who she is going to coexist with. the best thing she can do for herself and the others is trust them and work with them actively

anyway that got off-track, the point being that her having to have these ideas instilled in her at all through shared experiences and trauma implies that, while these issues with distrust may have been exacerbated by the stress of everything, they didnt come from nowhere. these are problems she likely already had to some degree. its great that theres been improvement but that improvement directly implies thesse were improvements that needed to be made to begin with. and the fact that the person she gets repeatedly most startled by is jax. who, even with episode 2, she explicitly doesnt trust. in the pilot, at least, her distrust is more vague (i think the dream sequence in ep 2 IS what highlights it best) so her flinching from jax can be passed off as related to a general lack of adjustment to the new environment and situation shes in. but it happens again with jax in episode 3 (and, notably, she pauses afterwards but it takes a moment for her to relax even knowing its just jax), after shes adjusted somewhat, and after shes gained some trust with everyone except for jax (given his absence from the scene at the end of ep 2). it also happens when barons voice plays abruptly next to her

point being that imo, she IS naturally jumpy. she says herself that she doesnt handle jumpscares well, which somewhat implies this even outside of the circumstances of the circus. but with how she reacts to things, it feels like her general jumpiness is far, far worse when it comes to people she doesnt trust (be it because jax is Like That, or because shes not familiar with baron). the way i see it, then, her distrust extends to perceiving physical threats easily around people she hasnt ensured are safe to be around. she IS able to gain this trust in people, but she seems to automatically place the intents of others as being Potentially Unsafe from the jump, especially under stress. she can jump back from it fairly quickly for what its worth, but to be honest, it seems more like she operates on some general, everpresent level of hypervigilance thats just sometimes worse based on the situation

and frankly i dont think we know enough about her as of ep 4 to fully determine if there IS a reason for this. because someone can have a reason to be this jumpy around others, or they can just... be nervous and dislike people moving suddenly near them. combined with the dissociation thing, though, im inclined to think the circus did not cause this, just made it more extreme with more unpleasant stakes. there is hardly any time between her entering the circus and this happening. she hadnt even seen kaufmo yet in that very first example, but she was already on alert for a physical threat, and i just. i think about it all the time...

i think the main takeaway from all of this is that i think she isnt necessarily jumpy like that all the time, but i think trust is not a given with pomni, and her jumpiness massively depends on how much she trusts people near her and the situation shes in to not be a physical threat to her. its definitely worse in the circus, but i think it was probably still something present in a different context in the real world, too

[strwberri-milk]

Hi!! I love your work so far, and I wanted to propose something. It might be a tad complicated of an ask (though hopefully I word things right), but I kinda wonder how the LaDS boys will react to a childfree by choice!MC (whether due to trauma, physical/mental health, simply not wanting them, etc.)?

Because personally, I don't see them viewing children as an expectation in their relationship to MC anyway, and given what kind of game LaDS is supposed to be, I feel like it'd be VERY odd (and disheartening) for it to go "these men will love you no matter what, be patient with you, and never expect anything of you...UNLESS you're childfree by choice". I know it might not sound super realistic, but these are fictional men, so I don't expect it to be.

I just think it would be nice to think that they're open to living a childfree life with MC as well, and that children don't always have to be the inherent Next Step in a relationship, which is something I feel isn't talked about enough with this kind of media (not knocking anyone who likes seeing the LIs and MC as parents, btw, the fanworks are very cute!).

Especially given how hard is to be childfree by choice to start with, to find men like them AT ALL irl, and let alone find men like them who are ALSO open to living childfree with MC.

Idk, I'm sorry for the rambling, I just think they'd still love/want to be with MC regardless of whether or not MC wants children, is basically what I'm saying, and I would like your insight on how each guy would react to an MC who is childfree by choice.

Tysm for your time, and apologies again for rambling lol! 💜

hi!! bc of my own bias im ALSO of the mind that the only one i can really see wanting children would maybe be caleb but other than that, the others dont feel super strongly?? ive already written this request basically over here so it seems you have a very similar thought of them and parenthood the way i do lolol

Caleb is the only one I can see maybe wanting children? This is primarily because i think a part of him wants to rebuild the childhood that was taken away from him/you so having a child would be his way to attempt to fulfill that, but he's also a touch too obsessive and not eaxctly sure if he could ever be in the state to be a perfect parent, which i see him wanting to be if you two have children

ultimately hes the same - your happiness is his happiness so if you want kids, he wants kids but if you dont want kids then you guys wont have kids. to him its just that simple!!

[miiashiifts]

just had the weirdest shifting experience??

ok so hi it’s currently 1am, all day i’ve been thinking about my actress reality and feeling unusually homesick about it. everything felt very different today??? like my heart would beat really fast whilst thinking of my actress dr and that usually only happens with my twin peaks dr, so about 20 minutes ago i decided to put on a subliminal since i was veryy tired and thought it’d be easier to get into the void state. this was the subliminal i used: https://youtu.be/qrSZwAaUBWg?si=mRrQj4Qbkcp_geM2 but i only listened to about 50 seconds since the brown noise was making my mind feel “heavy” (?? that’s the best way i can describe it, i had the volume quite high but brown noise doesn’t usually give me that feeling) so i turned by phone off whilst thinking to myself about how i’m gonna just get into the void on my own and shift to my actress dr from there. for 5 minutes i was lay in bed repeating the affirmations “i am pure consciousness” and “i am in the void state” in my head not really thinking too much about them, mainly just thinking about what i’m gonna do once i get to my dr and imagining the room in gonna wake up in, but once i fully put my energy into repeating the phrase “i am pure consciousness” it was as if immediately my body started reacting and it felt like beams of light were shining through my closed eyes, and i could feel my whole body tense up completely. i just kept repeating the affirmation even though i was kinda scared (this isn’t the first time this has happened to me, id say something similar happened a few weeks ago) and i genuinely believed so strongly that i would open my eyes and i’d be in my bedroom in my actress dr, but right before i could fully accept that i was in my dr, my awareness was pulled back to this reality because i heard my brother yelling at his game in the other room 😐 i knew i wasn’t in my dr so i just opened my eyes and yeah….i’m still here….!!! but it’s weird because i don’t think i’ve ever been that close to shifting before? maybe i have and i just can’t remember but i didn’t feel “grounded” as such i kinda just felt like i was floating through the universe idk.

im gonna try a sleep method in a second even though i lowkey hate methods, because i’m tiredddd and i wanna go home but if i can find a method instead of just rolling over and going to sleep then TRUST i’ll be waking up in that reality because after the events of the past 40 minutes there is no way in hell i’m destined to wake up here again so yuh!!! when i do shift to my actress dr i’ll probably shift to my twin peaks reality from that dr after a few months because i need the best of both worlds to tell you guys about lmaooo

goodnight angels!! 💋💋 i would say “talk to you in the morning” but… yeah 🥸

[thrifted-flannel]

stuilly oneshot

basic summary: the “close friends” watch Carrie and Billy borrows a sweater, with a bonus of some HEAVILY implied autistic Billy Loomis

disclaimer: im not that experienced of a fanfic writer, so expect some mistakes. also the majority of it is just Billy thinking about Stu, in other words useless gay pinning. sorry if that’s not your thing

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it was sometime early September and it was cold out. A strange thing for California, possibly a crime, Billy Loomis in particular was upset about this. he didn’t own any long sleeved shirts or anything like that, the thought of it tightly wrapped around his arm, suffocating him, was enough to make him want to murder someone. so he didn’t own anything that would make him feel that way. the disgusting sense of being confined and trapped in his own clothes. it was in juxtaposition to his best friend, who wore sweaters all the time. even in the summer months like some sort of depraved maniac.

“Billy! Billy! Billy!!” a voice shook him from his thoughts, Stu Machers voice. against Billy’s better judgement he decided to spend the afternoon with him. just a few hours. 3:30 to 5:30 so he could be back home before his dad was, but then Stu started talking. Well at that point there was no stopping him, then Stu had Carrie on VHS, one of Billy’s favourite movies. so he stayed a bit longer.

he started to think. about whatever really, but that mostly consisted of Stu. he hadn’t realized how long he’d actually just been sitting there, in silence. doing and saying nothing, that is until his idiot of a friend started to laugh, “you haven’t talked in a damn bit. thought you got possessed and died or something like that.” it was a terrible joke and made no sense, but Billy couldn’t help but find it endearing. “like a Stephen King novel.” Billy said, his tone detached, displaying no real emotion. So how was it that Stu knew how he was feeling? “exactly man!” he nudged Billy’s shoulder playfully with a breathy laugh, a sound almost akin to one a hyena would make. He always had a stupid laugh. Billy shifted around slightly, his legs had started to go numb and he felt pins and needles, the sheets and duvet of Stu’s bed moving slightly with him. of course the rich bastard had a TV in his bedroom. he redirected his focus to the film, the iconic pigs blood scene, it was the only part of the movie that Stu ever really liked. he had a thing for anything guts and gore, he wasn’t to big on an actual plot, something that drove their other friend Randy to insanity. It always amused Billy how strongly he would react to Stu’s preference in horror, claiming it made “a mockery of the genre” and “it’s not even real cinema!”. it gave Billy an excuse to talk about the subtle nuances in the film, the behind the scenes facts, casting choices, and anything else he could think of without Randy saying how he already knew that, or Sidney just not wanting to talk about “that sort of thing” at all. confusing how his own girlfriend didn’t always grasp how important this was to Billy, but where she failed Stu fucking excelled. it always made Billy happy how his counterpart would just listen to whatever he wanted to talk about. he’d engage in the conversation in all the right ways, he’d ask the right follow up questions and make the right connections, even though he was a dumbass who would constantly make a fool of himself, his social skills were almost impressive. they were far better than Billy’s, but that ain’t saying much. he was aloof by nature.

Billy looked over his shoulder to Stu’s alarm clock. 7:56. maybe he should get going. Billy leaned over to his friend, who was still engrossed in the movie, “im gonna get going now. it’s late out.” he said, lightly hitting Stu on his shoulder to grab his attention “hm? whaaatt? you can’t stay the night?” Stu groaned, it was funny how much his friend hated when he would leave, in a pathetic kind of sense. “yeah no. i have to get going.” he swung his legs over the edge of Stu’s bed before standing up, almost like he was preparing himself. Stu on the other hand let his head fall onto his pillow as he pouted. “why can’t you just stay here? it’s cold out anyway.” shit. it was cold out, Billy in a moment of just thinking about Stu and his company, forgot to plan ahead and bring something to keep him warm. He ran his hand over his shoulder, it was what? a half hour walk between their houses? Stu frowned slightly, picking himself up a bit and leaning forward on his elbows. “what’s wrong?”

Billy looked back at him with an almost dumbfounded expression, “nothings wrong i just don’t have a jacket to wear.” Stu sprung to life, literally out of nowhere, and ran up towards his dresser where his TV sat. he started to rummage through it, throwing the occasional item over his shoulder until he presented his friend with a blue flannel. “wear this.” he stated bluntly, it wasn’t even a question. not, “here Billy, you can wear this if you want.” but instead it was more of a fact. like something Billy wasn’t able to reject or fight against. “blue isn’t my colour anyway. more your thing i think.” Stu firmly placed the flannel in Billy’s hands, urging him to try it on. “hm. yeah okay you fucking queer” Billy snorted. he always found it funny how much Stu cared about his appearance, like some sort of pansy. But still, he tried on the shirt. it was nice too, warm and a little soft. loose as well, it didn’t make Billy feel like clawing his skin off from any form of restriction. it was really nice. Stu smiled warmly at his friend, which wasn’t uncommon for him to be smiling, this one seemed a bit different though. like he was happy for a reason outside of having a good day. he looked dumb. like an idiot, but fuck he was probably Billy’s favourite idiot.

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hope you enjoyed that. might not be the best best but it was really fun to make! i love my domestic serial killers

[im-a-mess-of-a-person]

midnight

weekly prompt for 1/20!!

a/n: i know these aren’t that great but im trying to get better at writing and i figure the only way is to practice! (if you can’t tell i live and breathe jegulus)

warnings: sort of explicit mentions of sex

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they say nothing good happens after midnight, but it’s james’ favorite time of day.

it’s the only time regulus lets his guard down.

in the beginning, it’s only sex. an acquaintances-with-benefits hookup situation that begins late one night after a wild party full of drunken confessions. really, james has always wanted more with regulus than just a hookup, but he’ll take whatever regulus is willing to give him.

some nights, it’s frenzied and feverish. regulus touches james like he’s breathing air for the first time, like he’ll never get enough. on those nights, it’s over quickly, and regulus never stays long once they finish their activities.

other nights, it’s slow and sensual. regulus stares up at james like he’s the only important thing in the world, like he might love him, and james has to use all of his self restraint not to confess his own bleeding love right then and there.

sometimes, if james is lucky, regulus will let him hold him on those nights, long after he can reasonably use the excuse of recovering from their exertion.

still other nights—and james likes these the most of all—they simply spend talking. nights like these are rare at first, but as regulus begins to feel comfortable around james, he opens more and more each time.

sometimes, they laugh easily over moments from a simpler time in life, a time that has long since been surrendered to the past.

sometimes, the conversation turns a bit more serious. regulus will occasionally share a truly disturbing fact from his childhood, which james has learned from experience not to react too strongly to.

james’ favorite night he’s ever spent with regulus, the thinks, is the time regulus took him stargazing. james had been in absolute awe of regulus’ knowledge about the stars. regulus had shown him his and sirius’ respective namesake stars, as well as those of his various family members with astronomy-related names.

looking back, james is pretty sure he could correctly name exactly none of the stars regulus showed him that night. he was far too busy admiring the star right next to him, his regulus, to bother looking at the sky.